Chapter 1851

• Jessica Smith furrowed her brow, "What about your parents?"
• Christoff Stevenson smiled wryly, "They were killed by my enemies. They passed away when I was just seven years old. I emerged from a pile of lifeless bodies. I have become hardened and self-centered. I keep my emotions guarded. I refuse to show any vulnerabilities, and I won't allow anyone to threaten me in any way."
• He chuckled, "Yet today, I was defeated by such a delicate being. You're right, perhaps it's in our nature as father and daughter. When I laid eyes on her, I felt a connection. When I witnessed her tears, my heart felt a pang. At 35 years old, I have never experienced such emotions before."